have anything to say.”
“Sure, if you say so.”
A group of girls walk into the cafeteria, their voices carrying across the room, and I cringe at the sound. It’s like nails on a chalkboard. Girls are good for fucking, but that’s it. At least the ones I end up meeting. They aren’t the type I would ever bring home to my parents. If my mom knew half the shit I did, she would have a stroke.
“Crystal is looking at you like she wants to take a spin on your dick.” Talon elbows me in the side just as I lift my eyes, confirming exactly what he said. The girl looks like she wants to suck me off, right here, under the table.
I snort, “They all want to fuck me, what are you talking about?” Just then, Crystal and her group of friends start walking over to our table. Inside, I want to stab myself in the eye with a fork to avoid talking to her, but on the outside, I plaster on the smile that makes panties disappear and prepare myself to make her swoon. Maybe I can get her on her back to help take some of the ease out of my balls. All the taunting and bullying of Kennedy leaves little time for getting laid.
“Jackson, Talon,” she greets us, batting her eyelashes. It looks like something might be in her eye, but I don’t say anything. That’s not going to get her to sit on my dick. Girls like assholes but only if they’re half assholes, not full ones.
“Crystal, how are you?” Her face lights up with joy. I’d met her a couple times at house parties but only knew her by association, so I’m guessing she didn’t expect me to know her name.
“Uh… I’m good. My girls and I were wondering if you were going to be at the party the football team is putting on?”
Talon and I exchange a look and shrug. “I guess it depends if you and your girls are going to be there.”
Crystal licks her lips, and I bet she’s picturing herself on my dick right now. Her friends are looking at me like they want to eat me too. Maybe I’ll do a two for one special.
“Uh, duh, we’ll be there.” Crystal smiles, but it does nothing for me.
“Then we’ll be there too, baby,” Talon purrs.
The girls nearly clap their hands together like a group of kids excited for dessert.
“Okay, well, guess we will see you then.” Crystal drags her teeth over her bottom lip, and fuck, she’s trying to get me to chase her.
All the joy in the room deflates when I spot a blonde head of hair, that’s connected to a slim body, walking into the room. It’s not illegal for her to be in the university cafeteria, but it’s not common. I’ve never seen her eat on campus.
Crystal and her friends are still standing in front of us, but now that Kennedy is here, those girls seem so mundane and plain. They are nothing in comparison to Kennedy, who is still the prettiest girl here, even without makeup and a scar on her face. I ban that thought from my mind as fast as it popped in.
Wanting to kick myself for even thinking about her like that, I watch her hips sway, her tight little ass looks so plump in those yoga pants.
Like a radar on me, she turns in my direction. Our eyes lock in a battle of wills, and as if she’s seen a ghost, she drops the apple in her hand, spins around, and walks out of the cafeteria.
I can’t help it. I smile. Mainly because I didn’t have to do a damn thing to make her feel uncomfortable. Simply being here is enough to scare her away.
When she disappears from view, Crystal and her posse have taken a table about fifteen feet away from us. I can feel her eyes on me, watching me, but I don’t look at her. Instead, I stare at the spot Kennedy was just standing at, almost willing her to reappear there.
“Who is that girl?” Talon asks, forcing me to look away from that spot and back to him. I contemplate telling him that she’s no one, but it doesn’t hurt anyone other than Kennedy if I tell him what really happened. The knowledge is out there, free for anyone that searches for it.
“Her name is Kennedy. She killed my sister.”
“Wait… What? She killed your sister? How is she walking free?